Villette
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Шарлотта Бронте. Villette
CHAPTER I. BRETTON
CHAPTER II. PAULINA
CHAPTER III. THE PLAYMATES
CHAPTER IV. MISS MARCHMONT
CHAPTER V. TURNING A NEW LEAF
CHAPTER VI. LONDON
CHAPTER VII. VILLETTE
CHAPTER VIII. MADAME BECK
CHAPTER IX. ISIDORE
CHAPTER X. DR JOHN
CHAPTER XI. THE PORTRESS'S CABINET
CHAPTER XII. THE CASKET
CHAPTER XIII. A SNEEZE OUT OF SEASON
CHAPTER XIV. THE FÊTE
CHAPTER XV. THE LONG VACATION
CHAPTER XVI. AULD LANG SYNE
CHAPTER XVII. LA TERRASSE
CHAPTER XVIII. WE QUARREL
CHAPTER XIX. THE CLEOPATRA
CHAPTER XX. THE CONCERT
CHAPTER XXI. REACTION
CHAPTER XXII. THE LETTER
CHAPTER XXIII. VASHTI
CHAPTER XXIV. M. DE BASSOMPIERRE
CHAPTER XXV. THE LITTLE COUNTESS
CHAPTER XXVI. A BURIAL
CHAPTER XXVII. THE HÔTEL CRÉCY
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE WATCHGUARD
CHAPTER XXIX. MONSIEUR'S FÊTE
CHAPTER XXX. M. PAUL
CHAPTER XXXI. THE DRYAD
CHAPTER XXXII. THE FIRST LETTER
CHAPTER XXXIII. M. PAUL KEEPS HIS PROMISE
CHAPTER XXXIV. MALEVOLA
CHAPTER XXXV. FRATERNITY
CHAPTER XXXVI. THE APPLE OF DISCORD
CHAPTER XXXVII. SUNSHINE
CHAPTER XXXVIII. CLOUD
CHAPTER XXXIX. OLD AND NEW ACQUAINTANCE
CHAPTER XL. THE HAPPY PAIR
CHAPTER XLI. FAUBOURG CLOTILDE
CHAPTER XLII. FINIS
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Some days elapsed, and it appeared she was not likely to take much of a fancy to anybody in the house. She was not exactly naughty or wilful: she was far from disobedient; but an object less conducive to comfort – to tranquillity even – than she presented, it was scarcely possible to have before one's eyes. She moped: no grown person could have performed that uncheering business better; no furrowed face of adult exile, longing for Europe at Europe's antipodes, ever bore more legibly the signs of home sickness than did her infant visage. She seemed growing old and unearthly. I, Lucy Snowe, plead guiltless of that curse, an overheated and discursive imagination; but whenever, opening a room-door, I found her seated in a corner alone, her head in her pigmy hand, that room seemed to me not inhabited, but haunted.
And again, when of moonlight nights, on waking, I beheld her figure, white and conspicuous in its night-dress, kneeling upright in bed, and praying like some Catholic or Methodist enthusiast – some precocious fanatic or untimely saint – I scarcely know what thoughts I had; but they ran risk of being hardly more rational and healthy than that child's mind must have been.
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With curious readiness did she adapt herself to such themes as interested him. One would have thought the child had no mind or life of her own, but must necessarily live, move, and have her being in another: now that her father was taken from her, she nestled to Graham, and seemed to feel by his feelings: to exist in his existence. She learned the names of all his schoolfellows in a trice: she got by heart their characters as given from his lips: a single description of an individual seemed to suffice. She never forgot, or confused identities: she would talk with him the whole evening about people she had never seen, and appear completely to realise their aspect, manners, and dispositions. Some she learned to mimic: an under-master, who was an aversion of young Bretton's, had, it seems, some peculiarities, which she caught up in a moment from Graham's representation, and rehearsed for his amusement; this, however, Mrs. Bretton disapproved and forbade.
The pair seldom quarrelled; yet once a rupture occurred, in which her feelings received a severe shock.
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